If you are reading me you know me for -ahemm- OTHER types of fan-fiction that I write, so you don't have to review this story or like it if you don't know what the Sims is, but basically, the Sims is a simulation-based game made by Maxis and developed by Will Wright in the 2000's where it all started with The Sims 1, then the Sims 2 where a character named Don Lothario was introduced. Pleasentview had premade sims with pre-scripted events where the game suggested you play that way,
But you didn't have to play that way - it was only implied. If you're wondering why the Sims franchise is so popular, this is why. Though in my honest opinion, The Sims 2 and the Sims 3 were my absolute favorites. -For those of you who are wondering if you can't get the Sims 3 to run on your computer - ITS NOT YOUR COMPUTER the developers had made a lot of bad decisions and made a lot of oversights when creating the game, but y'know, that's just how EA/Maxis work, and creator of the franchise Will Wright left the EA/Maxis in 2009, to work on Spore i believe,-
Anyhow, the Sims is one of the best selling video game franchises of all time. While I have written other fan-fiction like Pokemon and sorts, I don't necessarily count Pokemon as the best selling 'game' of all time as Pokemon gets its 90 billion dollar profits off of mostly merchandise - the anime - etc. The Sims has sold 7 Million Units, and I'm pretty that's even more than Animal Crossing, though I'd have to check, though I know for sure the Sims series was counted as one of the best selling game so fall time.
Really, even if your not into these types of games, the Sims has a lot of drama - and this story is mostly drama. Because.. Sims, man. IF you are a fan of the Sims - which game did you start out with? Console? Computer? DS? Sims 1, 2, 3 or 4? Also - ANIMAL CROSSING NEW HORIZONS COMES OUT TOMORROW. So, while I will try and get another chapter of this posted before tomorrow - when I get animal crossing don't expect to see me for a while. Sorry XD
March 5th, Monday, 1950.
Downtown Riverview – Apt. District, 5056 Wright Lane. Cityview Apartments. Unit 2.
Don Lothario (?)/Dante Lawrence.
Journal Entry #35.
Looking up now. I hope.
(Really need to journal more.)
I really need to start writing in my journals more. But so much has happened since I arrived here in this strange, new world – I have no idea what to make of it. I managed to get my own ID – though I'm not Don Lothario anymore. I will never be Don Lothario again. After writing so many journal entries, over the past four months – and really, I should've written more, but my memories were so hazy, I couldn't, Riverview – the name – seemed familiar, only a few names came back to me. The Landgraabs, the Altos, the Goths – and then it hit me-
Bella Goth but when I said it, no one knew her name yet. Because she didn't exist yet, more aptly put – she wasn't a Goth yet. I believe I've stumbled upon some sot of alternate world, checking the news every day as Mortimer Goth is around the same age as Bella, how? I went to Sunset Valley, I saw them – playing catch – in the park. There I had saw Gunther Goth and Cornelia Goth in the park as well with the Bachelors, and Holly Alto – was there too.
She was taking college online; I had conversed with the Altos who were the nastiest fuckers I have ever met. I never want to deal with them again, I can see why they were known as the largest crime empire in all of Sunset Valley years before, but why are the Altos mingling with the Goths? And who is Ebenezer Alto in this world? And what is his relation to the Bridgeport of this world?
Gunther Goth had a sister, which I did not know, but there I saw Agnes Crumplebottom in the flesh – alive- and well. She was wearing a black dress and had a blond ponytail; she was playing chess at the park with her sister Cornelia. I got the fuck out of there and went back to my hotel, really – I don't think I'm in the past – I think – I'm in an alternate world. Mainly because, the Newbies are here – the Newbies were one of the founders of Pleasentview, who lived in Old Town.
And the Brokes were the ones who took me in. Need I remind you, when I came to this alternate world, I was only FIFTEEN? Yeah. no fucking kidding. I'm writing this journal in Spanish – mainly because I don't want anyone to read it. I felt bad for living in the Broke's tiny little trailer park, I had suggested if they had sold it back to the city, they would get more money for it and they could by a nicer house, probably, but they just don't think like that.
But Skip, Skip Broke was alive and thirteen years old when he had met me. Alive, in the flesh and a very ambitious kid. He had dreams of going to college someday, getting his parents out of their money troubles – I can see where that Dustin kid had gotten his ambitious streak from, too bad he had it filled by a life of crime and got his ass arrested. I swore to myself; I wouldn't let that happen to the Brokes, they deserved better.
I'm eighteen now, and – due to the fact I had a job as a spa receptionist and I did homework club in school, I had worked my fucking ass off to get where I am – I managed to get a scholarship at Riverview State University – I still had yet to determine my major yet, but the scholarship is good for anything, a four-year-long bachelor's degree at RSU. And by Creator, I'm going.
After fixing cars with Trigger (short for Tristan – which I see no correlation between the two) I gained enough Simoleons to get my own apartment downtown Riverview, it wasn't anything fancy, and the Brokes said I could stay – but I wanted out – I wanted to be free – I got a two bedroom because it was cheaper, and I told Skip he could move in with me or crash at my place when I'm at college, as long as he didn't trash the place.
The kindest thing that the Brokes gave me, was a car. Well, I had fixed up that car, it was technically mine – but Trigger and I had made an agreement that whatever cars we fixed up together we would split the profits 50/50, but this car – he gave to me. Trigger had no ambition to go to college, but he was saving up so Skip could go, and he gave a decentish car that had a nice retro feel of the 50s but with a nice leather interior and working radio – we had really worked hard on it, too, fuck,
I cried as I hugged him, and I hadn't cried in a long time. The Brokes were really nice.
Oh yeah, Ruby had moved out and gave me her unit, that's how I managed to stay in the Broke's in the first place, due to my skillset which I didn't posses in my original world – managed to get my scholarship with ease. I have to speak with my guidance counselor before the start of the Spring semester which is in April, but – ultimately, I'm on my own now, and freedom has never tasted so sweet.
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March 22nd, Saturday, 1950
Downtown Riverview – Apt. District, 5056 Wright Lane. Cityview Apartments. Unit 2.
Don Lothario (?)/Dante Lawrence.
(I REALLY NEED TO JOURNAL MORE – FUCK.)
I still haven't written in my journal as much as I'd like to. But there are… Things about myself that I just can't seem to stop – hormonal urges – mainly – I'M A TEENAGER. I. HATE. HORMONES. I refuse to talk about the things I don't want to talk about – because – that's how Lotharios deal with things, I guess, but I just jerked off, at the thought – of fucking – Tristan Broke,
What the hell is wrong with me.
I'm disgusting.
(I'm so glad I'm writing this in Spanish, I need to learn more languages so I can come up with my own code of sorts, man I'm really paranoid, aren't I?)
. . .
April 5th, Tuesday, 1950
Downtown Riverview – Apt. District, 5056 Wright Lane. Cityview Apartments. Unit 2.
Don Lothario (?)/Dante Lawrence.
(Decisions Made)
I'm going to enter a biology major – as according to my guidance counselor, due to my grades being the highest in, I was a doctor before I came here- I remember my education beforehand, so biology seems like the best bet for me. I had to take a language course so I took French, I don't know French, but I'd love to go to France sometime, it sounds awesome – a hot French girlfriend -or boyfriend, creator kill me, - would be really cool. Plus, who doesn't find France romantic?
I'm also taking art – why? I need something creative to do, because dear all things holy – I need to escape, maybe I'll do some creative writing instead of journaling.
Maybe, I'll write about aliens. Haha, get it? Because – Bella? Ha.
I could make a comic book. About aliens. That would be pretty cool. But I'm pretty sure I want to become a doctor again, I enjoyed my job, it got good pay, even if I just was an intern, and if I don't complete that job, I just want something fun to do – I didn't really have any hobbies aside from fucking around with women, did I? I mean, space, yeah but look where that got me. I wonder if aliens are here too. That – is a concept I don't want to explore.
I'd rather not because I do not want anything happening to the Bella Bachelor of this world, so long as I could help it. She deserves someone that isn't me.